Naloxone

(álbum: A Man Rose From The Dead - 2020)

You did good $lick

You know I'm blacked out, passed out, bunch of pills out
Call you, text you, won't go through
Blocked out from your phone and your life too
Blacked out, in my home, I'll be back soon
I'm blacked out, passed out, bunch of pills out
Call you, text you, won't go through
Blocked out from your phone and your life too
Blacked out, in my home, I'll be back soon

Numbed up, drugged up, what the fuck is new?
Slugged up, roughed up, snort a couple blues
Fucked up, love's up, shit done fell through
Bars stacked, footballs, got some dope too
Playing roulette, what's next when the trigger pulls?
I get why you left the fucking room
Spinning way down, flying way up, same time
Tryna feel something, feel nothing with the same line

Blacked out, passed out, bunch of pills out
Call you, text you, won't go through
Blocked out from your phone and your life too
Blacked out, in my home, I'll be back soon
Blacked out, passed out, bunch of pills out
Call you, text you, won't go through
Blocked out from your phone and your life too
Blacked out, in my home, I'll be back soon

I know you don't wanna hear me
I know you don't wanna see me
Don't even remember what I said last
How I mesh the present, future with the past
Feel like I'm hanging on a lifeline
Tears in my eyes, gripping the nine
Is it finally my time?
Dreams of living, thoughts of suicide

Blacked out, passed out, bunch of pills out
Call you, text you, won't go through
Blocked out from your phone and your life too
Blacked out, in my home, I'll be back soon
Blacked out, passed out, bunch of pills out
Call you, text you, won't go through
Blocked out from your phone and your life too
Blacked out, in my home, I'll be back soon